The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 414

Irene took the note and asked, “Who was the sender?”

The attendant shook his head, because he had instructions beforehand. “I can’t say.”

“Alright, thank you.” Irene said, refraining from making things difficult for him.

After the attendant left, Irene unfurled the piece of paper and read it.

[26th floor, Room 502. There’s something you must know.]

Once she read it, she crumpled it into a ball and threw it into a trash can nearby, but did not land.

Something mysterious and unsigned like that would be nothing good–she was not stupid enough to answer such a

call.

At the same time, the ceremony was starting.

As the mob around Isaac dispersed, he went to sit beside Irene.

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“You’re a busy man,” she said.

He was just here to attend a wedding, but he was the one who got mobbed.

She took another sip of her juice and then put her glass down rather heavily.

Isaac glanced at the glass and asked, “Are you upset?”

Irene shook her head firmly–she certainly would not dare to get upset at him now, just as she had no reason to

because he was just socializing.

Even so, she felt so tiny as she stayed at his side.

Looking up on stage, she said, “The bride is young and pretty.”

Isaac’s eyes were fixed on her, and did not even look up. “You’re prettier.”

Irene stared at him. Was he teasing her?

Remembering the note then, she hesitated before saying, “Just now, someone asked me to head to Room 502 on

the 26th floor, saying that there’s something I need to know.”

“Really?” Isaac frowned.

“I thought it might be a trap, so I didn’t go,” Irene said.

She is actually quite curious about what awaited her there, even as the emcee spoke. “Please rise for the arrival of

the bride.”

At this voice, the main doors opened as Ember stepped inside the wedding hall to thunderous applause, pushing

excitement to great heights.

Eventually, once they were done going through the motions, the presiding priest said, “You may now kiss the bride.”

Zachary did not move.

On the other hand, Ember seemed to have expected this, and smiled when she saw Zachary’s hesitation without

complaint or indignation. “I know you’re not used to this,” she said softly. “I feel the same.”

Though Zachary felt grateful, he was wary that everyone was watching them, and time seemed to stand still just

then.

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Beneath the stage, Mrs. Slate frowned. She wanted to prod her son, but could not speak out loud with their in–laws

nearby, and so became antsy as she watched.

Ember’s parents were puzzled too. “What is Zachary doing?”

Still, the emcee was experienced and something as simple as this was no trouble for him to smooth over. “I’m

afraid our bridegroom is feeling shy,” he said light–heartedly, “I’m sure he’s saving that sweet first kiss for our bride

under more romantic circumstances. Now, beloved guests, please raise your glasses to a toast in honor to these

newlyweds, and wish them that their blissful union shall last eternally!”

After the toast, Ember retired to change while the luncheon began.

Irene did not have an appetite.

Reading her mind, Isaac said, “Come on. Let’s go check it out.”

Irene was actually confused for a moment. “Where are we going?”

“To the 26th floor.”

Irene pursed her lips. “Isn’t it a little rude to leave right now?”

“We’ll be gone for just a moment. Won’t be long,” Isaac said.

As such, they trotted along the corner and left the hall, then took the elevator to the 26th floor. Soon, they found

Room 502, and the door was ajar!

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